My obsession with photography began in college when I enrolled in a photography class as my token “art” credit. I was no good at drawing and no one trusted me with any other medium- for very good reasons- and, so, by default, Photography it was.
My professor spoke with SUCH a New Jersey accent that hearing and understanding became as much a part of the course as taking and developing the pictures. We mixed chemicals, learned about f-stops and aperatures and different types of paper. We completed our assignments, turned in our chemicals and collected our grades. And that was that.
Or so I thought.
Pretty soon, I found myself investing in my own 35mm (I had borrowed one for the class) and scoping out local photography stores for the coveted Agfa film. I still LOVE Agfa when I use film. Film, ah, film, remember those rolls? Black and White, or Color, ah, yes. Those were the days were they not? While I frequently pine for the days of film, I really prefer the immediacy of digital. The SD card does have its advantages.
I love photography because with it, I can be here:
Or Even Here:
I can be looking at these:
Or any of these, no matter what season it is:
And I can recall all of my thoughts and emotions surrounding these mementos:
I can escape. I can be in a happy place from the near or distant past if I have captured the moment in film. I can rejuvenate and evaluate where I am and where I want to be. I can appreciate the beauty of each moment and anticipate more to come. And, that, is how I came to love photography. A picture, to me, is worth so much more than a mere thousand words. It is a million feelings. It’s another of those things that makes me, “Just Me”. I can look at my photos and know so much about me and who I am as well as who I will be in the years ahead.